Yesterday while i was moving more of my former life into my parents' attic, mom mentioned how she misses being able to say Butterbean when talking about Josie. It's so strange since Becky's side hated the nickname - especially her grandmother. Becky's side of the family is the one with all the weird nicknames. My side of the family sticks with your real name or a shortened version with a "Y" to them. They might be from Boston, but we're not the private school WASPS of Brookline. Although I don't know too many "Butterbeans" lounging around the Marblehead Sailing Society Clubhouse.
I told mom that she can call Josie her Butterbean.
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